The night before I died from overwork, my phone automatically downloaded the “Heavenly Court Connect” app.
Taibai Jinxing pulled me into a group: “Welcome, new immortal friend!”
The Thunder God immediately sent in a request: “Group owner, hurry up and burn me one of those shiny metal boxes from the mortal world.”
Forced to be the group owner, I replied meekly: “I'll buy you a power bank and burn it for you right away.”
Then Nezha sent a voice message urging me to log on and play ranked, getting my account reported and banned.
The Queen Mother of the West tagged me coldly: “The group owner's service gets a bad review. If you can't fix it within three days, you'll be struck by heavenly lightning.”
I couldn't take it anymore and shouted in the group: “Whoever wants this stupid group owner job can have it! You're all a bunch of giant baby immortals!”
Only after I finished yelling did I notice the sky outside changing dramatically and the group falling completely silent.
A private message from Taibai Jinxing popped up: “Young friend, do you know who you just insulted?”
